I want to taste your heart,
clean up your coronaries,
licking the dirty blood that has remained nestled in some corner of your existential substratum.
I want to suck every puzzle you couldn't solve.
Voracious as an eagle.
Pilot your soul and make hell reopen.
Save yourself.
Above this ray of light the storm hides.
Sand and snow together.
We will play a sublime game together.
We will be hearts.
Submarines in the veins.
We will flap feathers on every flight, out, out.

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. abvr
    Mar 17, 2022 @ 13:22:17

    Brilliant way of writing a love letter


  2. Ashley
    Mar 17, 2022 @ 16:14:28

    “Submarines in the veins”. Yes!


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